Yu Ci was genuinely vexed.
According to the principles imparted by Old Mr. Zhu, applying talismans to actual combat was best kept under the number of Tiangang, meaning thirty-six aperture eyes or fewer—just like the talismans on the "Myriad Heavens Flying Stars". Any more would render the strokes overly complex, and the consumed vital Qi would increase dramatically, making it impractical. Some particularly complex and profound talismans with weak combat demands could have appropriately more, but once they exceeded the number of Disha, meaning seventy-two aperture eyes, their value dropped another tier. As for exceeding the combined number of Tiangang and Disha, which was one08 aperture eyes, they were already utterly worthless in terms of the practical utility of talismans!
Yu Ci's ninety-two-aperture talisman was right above utterly useless and below the passing line. He had discovered during talisman-making that without prior preparation and drawing it directly on the spot, given his current level of cultivation, there was at least a sixty percent chance he would be sucked dry into a mummy, making its practicality almost nil. What annoyed him especially was that only when the talisman finally formed did he discover that the processing of a fractal structure early on had gone wrong, causing most of the subsequent train of thought to be wrong and leading him down many detours...
Then he heard Xia Shuanghe's cry of amazement: "Ninety-two apertures!"
Ah? Yu Ci's reaction was very fast, and upon hearing the sound, he knew something was amiss. At that moment, Xia Shuanghe had already asked Zhai Que'er: "Miss Que'er, the scroll you took out should be a Class B scroll from the Heavenly Script Society, right? How many aperture eyes was it?"
Zhai Que'er responded with a beaming smile: "Over two hundred seventy fractals, and 1,200 aperture eyes."
"Averaging